slipping on the mulch
May. 4th, 2026 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
somedayseattleAs many of you know in my prior days, I was a lad about town. I am still about town, but with a much smaller radius. I will do anything to get out of this apartment and on the open road.
There is a church across the street who does a lot of stuff with our building. We saw a flyer in the elevator on Friday saying the church was having a barbecue lunch. What? A barbecue lunch? The question is not am I going but how fast will I get there?
Erica and I moseyed over yesterday about 1 PM and grabbed a to go box of food. We sat down in the giant dining hall, but it was apparent they were trying to clean up and get out. I felt a little awkward so I told Erica we should leave. As she walked over to throw our iced tea cups into a garbage receptacle one of the church women came over and asked if I was enjoying myself. I said that I certainly was. She said “All praise goes to Jesus“. I responded with a well worn phrase of mine. If I’ve said it once I’ve set it 100 times. Free food is my Jesus.
She looked at me quizzically, shook her head a touch then walked away. I was excited to have a plate of good food and the knowledge that I completely baffled a church member. It’s the little things in life that pull us through.
There is a church across the street who does a lot of stuff with our building. We saw a flyer in the elevator on Friday saying the church was having a barbecue lunch. What? A barbecue lunch? The question is not am I going but how fast will I get there?
Erica and I moseyed over yesterday about 1 PM and grabbed a to go box of food. We sat down in the giant dining hall, but it was apparent they were trying to clean up and get out. I felt a little awkward so I told Erica we should leave. As she walked over to throw our iced tea cups into a garbage receptacle one of the church women came over and asked if I was enjoying myself. I said that I certainly was. She said “All praise goes to Jesus“. I responded with a well worn phrase of mine. If I’ve said it once I’ve set it 100 times. Free food is my Jesus.
She looked at me quizzically, shook her head a touch then walked away. I was excited to have a plate of good food and the knowledge that I completely baffled a church member. It’s the little things in life that pull us through.